Killer at the age of 12: Lying and laughing among peach blossoms

She can't even object to that, can she?

So Gong Yanmo hugged her very calmly and casually: "Little rabbit, come, let's eat. Are you hungry? Look at these meals, do you like them?"

Feng Lingyan blushed again.

His voice was gentle and sweet, which made her heart skip a few beats.

It's such a good feeling to be cared for. [

She looked up at the food on the table.

A very simple four dishes and one soup is exactly her favorite taste.

She twitched her index finger when she smelled it.

"These...are you asking them to prepare?"

Feng Lingyan cleaned her hands and sat down at the table.

Gong Yanmo sat down beside her and smiled: "How about a taste?"

Feng Lingyan took a sip of the soup first.

Neither salty nor bland, the fragrance is smooth and smooth, hooking all her greedy worms.

He couldn't help but took another sip, almost swallowing his own tongue.

I didn't expect that someone in the army could make such a delicacy.

hateful!

It's been several days since she came here, why didn't they make it for her earlier?

Now their prince woke up to make it...

Alas, these people are really watching people order dishes!

Thanks to her for helping them so much...

Feng Lingyan slandered secretly in her heart, and tasted other dishes.

Sure enough, each one was delicious in color, fragrance and taste, which greatly increased her appetite.

"Little rabbit, how does it taste? Do you like it?"

Gong Yanmo put a dish for her on the plate in front of her. [

"Very good, very good. I didn't expect you to have such talents in the army. It tastes better than the chefs in five-star restaurants."

Feng Lingyan sincerely praised it.

Gong Yanmo suddenly smiled, his eyebrows stretched, as if he was infinitely pleased: "As long as it suits your taste. I will make it for you later."